Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

She said it lightly, but only Han Yanran knew that her fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to look in Ji Ziyang's direction at all.

Afraid that all my disguises would collapse under his gaze...

"Okay, that's the end of the matter. You just got out of the hospital today, Xiao Muyu. You can't play too late. I'll go first. You should rest and rest, and I'll come to see you in a few days."

She barely waited for the others to speak, stood up and left as if running away.

……

Go out the door and walk towards the car.

Han Yanran's footsteps became faster and faster. When she was approaching the car, she staggered and almost fell.

"I finally said it."

She smiled wryly, looked at her trembling hands, couldn't help clenching her fists, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm herself down.

After making this move, Han Yanran was not sure whether it was right or wrong!
……

Han Yanran dropped a bombshell and left in a hurry.

It seems that she really came here to announce this news...

Ji Ziyang sat there in a daze, his eyes followed the beautiful figure walking out, and he couldn't help frowning.

She is getting married?
His face is a bit ugly!
Hearing the news that Han Yanran was going to marry suddenly, I couldn't help but feel a slight shock in my heart.

too suddenly!

The air between Ji Ziyang's brows was as cold as frost.

He just felt that his arm on the side was knocked down, Lin Fan stared at him viciously, the meaning in his eyes couldn't be more obvious: don't hurry to chase!

to chase?

Chasing Han Yanran?

After catching up, what can he say?
She has made her choice, hasn't she?

Ji Ziyang's stunned expression flashed past Jiang Muyu, and after meeting Huo Beicheng's condensed gaze, he calmed down and turned his eyes away.

Huo Beicheng's eyes fell on Ji Ziyang's face, examining his expression.

"She doesn't want to marry." Huo Beicheng threw out a few words expressionlessly.

Jiang Muyu: "Ji Ziyang, why don't you hurry up and take a look, Sister Yanran is still injured!"

A strange emotion flashed across Ji Ziyang's eyes, "Then... I'll go and see!"

……

Beside the car, Han Yanran was leaning against the red Ferrari with a cigarette dangling from her hand. She was alluring, and she couldn't help but look sideways from a distance.

She looked at the person who came out, her eyes lit up slightly.

She glanced at the lit cigarette in her hand, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Just now she made a bet with herself...

In the time of one cigarette, will Ji Ziyang chase him out!

If he comes out, then she won't give up easily, at least she won't compromise so easily.

But if he doesn't come out...

Maybe she will really bury him deep in her heart from now on, and never touch that corner of her heart forever.

Han Yanran lowered her head and couldn't help muttering, "Fortunately, you're here!"

……

When Ji Ziyang approached, Han Yanran looked up at him.

"Hi!"

She waved her hand and greeted first.

Ji Ziyang: "You haven't left yet?"

Ask knowingly.

He had a feeling that she seemed to be waiting for him.

Han Yanran's voice was soft, and she looked into his eyes with a smile: "I'm waiting for you! Waiting for you to have a cigarette."

A bet with herself!

While speaking, she lifted the cigarette in her hand, the fire was flickering in the darkness, and the smell of smoke naturally blew over with the breeze.

Ji Ziyang frowned, "..."